"Gareth Brown Says" lyrics

All of your friends are cunts
Your mother is a ballpoint pen thief
Notoriety follows you
Like beatings follow rain

Bring on the big hitters
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name

Still, all of your tales are lies
You've never been to Alton Towers
Michael Caine doesn't follow you
And you've never been to Spain

Bring on the go-getters
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name
You've got a prophet's name

What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says
What Gareth Brown says